Today in my meditation.
I was riding a black stallion in the moonlight and for some reason tears were in my eyes. But I was not sad, I was determined for what I didn't really know at the time. But I knew nothing could stop this horse or this man. Before us was a storm, we went head to head.
But there was a bubble of protection around me. Even though I could touch and feel the storm, it was all an illusion I created by contamination of thought. What storm...?
